Category: dreams

Carol at Wanderings of an Elusive Mind has done a great job of explaining the problems facing The United States of America…and it starts with the haves, afraid they will lose something, vs. the have nots, who are struggling with the long-held belief that upward mobility is possible. This applies equally to the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. Interesting to note that UNITED appears in both country titles, but fails to appear in everyday living!
Thanks to Margo at https://margosviews.wordpress.com for her initial re blog of this post.

Privilege is defined as “a special right, advantage, or immunity granted or available only to a particular person or group”.

As a white-skinned man, you have always been granted the privilege to “sit at the counter”, drink from a water fountain, live in the better neighborhoods, be given credit for some degree of intelligence, admitted to the school of your choice, enter in the business of your choice, ride in the front of the bus, vote for the candidate of your choice. Women have had to fight hard for these privileges. People of color have had to fight harder for these privileges.

Even today, when equality is purportedly granted to all, some experience much more privilege than others.

As a wealthy white man, you have always had more privileges than those of a lower “class” or income group. As a wealthy man, you have always had the privilege of being…

Photo by Free-Photos at Pixabay.com

I’m sick of this cabbage and carrot diet. Look, it’s turning my tail feathers green!Thank goodness it’s Christmas. Maybe I’ll get some plum pudding, and there’s bound to be some nuts and fruit going spare.I’m hoping there may be stilton and port left over too.Now we’re talking!

Colleen, over at The Chatter Blog, has an amazing ability to draw, and write, so succinctly and powerfully. If you’ve never seen her little masterpieces then it would be well worth a few moments to have a look.

It’s 4pm and I’m set up at my campsite in an area of Maine called the KI Jo-Mary Multiple Use Forest. This is a large section of private land in northern Maine that allows anyone to camp, hike or hunt (during season) for a small use fee. There are dozens of campsites set up with…

Come one, come all.

Join in with the 100th Twittering Tale challenge!

Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls is an extra special one this week. We have to try to revert to the original 140 characters, instead of the now normal 280 characters, or fewer, to write a story based on the photo prompt. I wasn’t in at the very beginning. I think it was TT#14 before I discovered the joys of Twittering (you can see I don’t tweet in real life!) but it is now a must for me each week.

Photo by Lauris at Pixabay.com

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution which, instead of a tale, is a limerick to celebrate Kat’s birthday (at least I think that is what the picture is all about!). Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Kat is 100 it seems,but younger by far in her dreams.She’s really much brighter,a hell of a writer,and the smile on her face it just gleams!

I am fortunate in that I can remember most dreams, and go back the next day to continue them.

I daydream too. More so as I get older! However, that has nothing whatsoever to do with what I chose for my music offering this week.

There are countless “dream” themed songs to choose from. It seems that every writer has a dream, and that is only to be expected.

This week I offer you a song from a young lady from America, called Sarah Grace McLaughlin. You will not know her by this name. Her parents were from Bishopbriggs, in Scotland, and she chose to adapt that town’s name and use it as her professional name, Bishop Briggs.

Crying eyes, broken bells
Back in course, no one tells
Down we go, wish me well
I don’t know where we fell

Oh, I had a dream that you couldn’t hear me screaming
Trying to tell you everything but it wouldn’t stop you leaving

I wanna wake up where your love is
‘Cause your love is always waking mine
I wanna break down where your heart gets
So torn it’s almost breaking mine
I wanna lay here, lost and bitter
So long, I feel like I could die
I wanna tell you what my truth is
But it’s buried down inside

Shining light, show and tell
Don’t be scared, truth is hell
Down we go, wish me well
No one knows where we fell

Oh, I had a dream that you couldn’t hear me screaming
Trying to tell you everything but it wouldn’t stop you leaving

I wanna wake up where your love is
‘Cause your love is always waking mine
I wanna break down where your heart gets
So torn it’s almost breaking mine
I wanna lay here, lost and bitter
So long, I feel like I could die
I wanna tell you what my truth is
But it’s buried down inside

They say that secrets make you sick and I should know
Just promise me that if I tell you you will go
Oh, oh, oh

I wanna wake up where your love is
‘Cause your love is always waking mine
I wanna break down where your heart gets
So torn it’s almost breaking mine
I wanna lay here, lost and bitter
So long, I feel like I could die
I wanna tell you what my truth is
But it’s buried down inside